Meet…Isaac Kirkman: The Last Ancients (Part III of VI)

I’d known him for 7 months prior, through The Writers Studio and several creative collaborations. We were already close friends. But I wanted to meet the writer I interviewed back in February—in person. So I flew out from NYC and landed in Tuscon on (of all days and unintentionally) his 3* birthday; was told, by him, “to look for the house with the candle by the window.” That damn mystic . . . After a quick-hug hello, we had our first fight.

“And these…

…are mine.”

Isaac then made handkerchiefs from his birthday-gift wrapping paper; and we’d eventually truce up.

A Truce

This past summer I walked the barrios, hopped the bars, talked writing & philosophy with one Isaac Maynard Kirkman. And what I learned on that trip to AZ was how, in every way, Isaac embodied the spirit of the unselfish artist.